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Oh, the song of silence creeping

Thru crisp air in the evening kingdom

Stillness of the succulent garden

Overwatched by a melancholy moon..

And, would it be too soon to say

That I am a creature of another world

When the brick belltower demands

All earthlings' attention to the clang

Of this doomsday damnation, alas,

A certain crying flying little stellarling

Is my homebound destination..